1 of 6 - Miso 'Whiskers'
Birthday: 12th April. The sun rose pale and autumnal over the clearing, and the air did carry the scent of frost upon the ground, mingled with the sweet aroma of roasting venison and newly gathered corn. Upon the wooden barrels and scattered baskets, Miso, a cat of most stately aspect, did pace with deliberation. Her eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, noted every motion, every loose kernel, and every child that dared approach. She did permit some, those bearing scraps of turkey or corn, to come near, bestowing upon them a soft blink and gentle purr; others she chastised with swift swats, reminding all that order must reign, even amidst festivity.